I hope you didn't bring the Asian kid along thinking he's a computer genius. Because I'm not," Takumi said.

But we can't know better until knowing better is useless.

All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.

I tore open the closet door and began feverishly sorting through the shirts piled on the floor in the vain hope that inside that pile there might be some wondrously perfect shirt down there, a nice and tough but I'm also a surprisingly good listener with a true and abiding passion for cheers and those who lead them.

I wanted to, you know, get my story out in the world, which, it turns out, is a very misguided notion.

You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's an insult to me. I know about you.

He missed that, too, and it hadn't even happened.